Let Us Unite

Let Us Unite
Part 40's. Comewith me!


"Where is Itan, uncle hasn't slept?" nathan whispered in Tristan's ear when it was late at night even almost morning. The clock on the wall showed at 3 a.m.


Nathan and Tristan waited all night for Zidane's sleep just to be able to take his hair but the one who was waiting did not sleep was still smiling himself while typing something on the screen of his phone.


"Because of you!" speak yourself.


"Wouldn't your nails be sharp?" Still whispering.


"A little bit why?"


"Let's scratch my back!"


"What the hell is Itan! What do you want to do?"


"Let's just do it, don't ask too many questions!"


Nathan did what Tristan asked. He scratched Tristan's back a little hard until there were scribbles left. Tristan was grimacing in pain.


"Uncle hasn't slept?" Nathan finally asked. It's not usual for Zidane to stay up until this late. Usually he stayed up late if there was still work and usually not in the room but in the workspace.


"Uncle again chat-tan same who?"


"Your mama's with you. Uh!" Zidane.


"Eh you guys haven't slept yet?"


"No idea why Itan can't sleep tonight. If only there was a mama he usually scratched Itan's back until Itan was asleep."


"Okay uncle will replace your mother. Here let uncle scratch!"


Tristan docked into Zidane's body and Zidane began rubbing and scratching Tristan's back. His hands were scratching but his eyes remained focused on the phone screen. This makes Tristan steal the opportunity to outwit him.


"Ow, ouch, it hurts Uncle! Must be Uncle's nails sharp, huh?"


"Why, why?" Zidane panicked to hear Tristan complain.


Zidane then pulled Tristan's shirt up and saw Tristan's back.


"Sorry, Uncle made you hurt. Uncle was not on purpose."


"Let's see Uncle's nails!" Tristan held Zidane's hand and checked his nails.


"Pantes alone is sharp a long man like this."


"Yes yes it turns out that is the reason why mama does not get our nails long," continued Nathan.


"Your mama doesn't get your nails long because you're a kid" Zidane said.


"Not so Uncle but mom does not like men who have long nails. Mama said that men with long nails are creepy."


"really?"


"Yes Uncle."


"Then I have to cut my nails." Zidane got out of bed to pick up the nail cutter and then went back to bed and sat down and cut his nails.


Nathan picked up the nail piece.


"Nathan why are you collecting your Uncle's nail clippings?"


"Yes want to be dumped Uncle if left here later hit our bodies again."


"Let Uncle throw it away! You guys sleep there!"


"It's okay, Uncle, let Nathan go and Nathan's still not sleepy."


"Oh yeah if that's what you want."


"Uncle because Uncle's nails have been cut scratch again yes!" pinta Tristan's.


"OK on!"


Tristan rested his body against Nathan as did Zidane who scratched Tristan's back. This opportunity Nathan used to put Zidane's nails into plastic and put them in their bags.


After finishing, they finally slept quietly.


"Where is Uncle Zidane going?"


"Oh, Zidane's uncle has gone to the office. He wanted to wake you up but he didn't say you guys couldn't sleep all night for sure this morning was still sleepy."


"Then we want to go home, Oma?"


"Anybody pick you up?"


"Not yet Oma but let us call aunty Annete because yesterday she promised to pick us up."


"There is no need to contact Annete so that you are escorted by an oma driver."


"Okay Oma."


Nathan and Tristan drive Oma Laras to Adrian's doctor's house.


"It's Uncle Zidane's nail doctor." Nathan handed Zidane's nail samples to Adrian.


"Where are you guys?"


"Our nails?"


"He is one of them."


"Then my nails were because yesterday using Nathan's hair did not fit any time if I use my nails to be suitable."


"Don't use Atan's nails! If later Itan nails fit and yesterday my hair does not match means that the child om Zidane Itan I'm not."


"Are you twins? If one of you fits it means yes fits all." Adrian bobbing his head at their innocence. While Annete only smiles to hear the words of his two foster children.


"Just my nails."


"It's better to wear all your nails to be fair." Adrian decided to test both.


"That's dong Om, if we don't have to argue."


"Come cut your nails and put them in this plastic bag!" Adrian's doctor handed him two small plastic bags to accommodate the nails of the two children.


"Adel get me the nail cutter!"


"Good Dad."


Not so long after Adel came up with a nail cutter and handed it to Nathan. They cut their nails in turn.


After the nail-cutting event was over they both and Annete came home with Adrian's doctor.


"Don't forget the doctor tomorrow we're waiting for the results!" tristan said as he got out of the car.


"Yes, I'm not so impatient with you guys."


Annete just chuckles at seeing the two children making Adrian's doctor a hassle.


...****************...


"Well, has doctor Lukman come?"


"No, sir, the plan is this morning that he just came home maybe later in the afternoon just arrived at the hospital."


"Because! Then get them to make a fake DNA test report immediately!"


"meaning?"


"Have them make a DNA test report stating that Nathan and I have a match."


"Master sure? Make what?"


"Don't ask me too much just do what I tell you to do!"


"Good sir."


Rama approached one of the lab workers and asked for a false test report.


"I'm sorry sir I didn't dare to do that. This hospital is a hospital that I believe is unlikely to do anything that would damage the image of this hospital." The officer refused Rama's orders.


"Do you want to get fired?"


"Fired? of course not sir."


"Then do as I say! Do you know who told me to? He is Zidane Alberto the son of the owner of this hospital. Understood?!"


"Understand Sir. I'm sorry I don't know" the officer said nervously.


"Then do it quickly!"


"Well Sir!"


After Rama finished delivering the paper to Zidane's office.


"All right, Rama, thank you for your cooperation."


"Together Sir if there is nothing you need I say goodbye."


"Please!"


After Rama left Zidane called Dion.


"Dion please book three flight tickets to Paris this afternoon!"


"What's Paris?"


"Yes I will check the state of our company in Paris."


"Isn't it wrong sir? Yesterday Mr. Alberto was new from there and the company was doing fine. Why did you suddenly go there?"


"Dion you want to get fired, right? Hurry up and do as I say!"


Dion gulped at Zidane's words. "Well Sir!"


Then Zidane called the twins. "Boy get yourselves ready for the afternoon we go to France."


"What's to your French Uncle?"


"Sorry our Uncle can't."


"Come with me. Don't you miss your mama?"


"Kangen the Uncle but I'm afraid mama is angry with us if you know coming with Uncle," said Nathan.


"You don't have to think about that let uncle face you."


"Well Uncle then."


Phone ends.


"Then we have to see the doctor now" Tristan suggested.


"Aunty Annete take us to the doctor's house!"


"Geez, baby it's still noon o'm the doctor must still be in the hospital."


"Then take us to the hospital where the doctors work!"


"Why aren't you so impatient?"


"Finally later in the afternoon uncle Zidane ngajak nemuin mama in Paris. So before that happens we want to know the DNA test results."


"What?!"